Absorb!

'Hmm I can just talk to them while exposing this slate just like this,' thinks Krilo as he tries to grow accustomed to his newfound power.

The problem is that he must continue to act normal while exposing the slate. Eyes should attentively be in his peer if Krilo is talked to. Or else, they will grow suspicious.

He scrolls through his dark slate and opens the stats

[Name : Krilo]

[Compfreund type : Yellow]

[Level : 1]

[Primary ability: Flash step]

[Secondary ability : Enhance Speed]

[HP : 150]

[Atk : 20]

[Def : 8]

[Spd : 29]

Krilo grits his teeth. He really wants to throw his dark slate to the ground for displaying the same stats as before. A truly pitiful stats that is beyond saving.

Suddenly there is a brief static in his dark slate. Revealing another text colored in bright red, unlike the white initial text next to it. It writes as follows:

[Primary ability: Flash step, Absorb!]

He clicks the description of the [Absorb!] skill, revealing a bizarre information:

[Absorb!: Take all the Lamentia's essence and convert it into The Void. Giving more power to the dark slate user. To activate, the user must chant the incantation: O mighty Scotus, Lord of the Night. Progenitor of Emptiness. Lend me your hand, a speck of your power]

He feels an icy cold touch of The Void when reading this. At the same time increasing his adrenalin and libido. 'Powers!' The more he thinks about that word, the more pleasure he gets.

The group in front of him seems out of steam arguing for a solution. Shervo is swirling her body to rest after flailing her tail to the almost indestructible marbled floor. Her tail looks pretty tough, but the properties of the dungeon are nigh indestructible.

Meanwhile Lula is still observing her greenish potion that she pours on top of the marbled floor. As Krilo expects, she is not a real [Doctor]. All the [Doctor]s he encountered have a humble and hospitable aura behind them. But he is not familiar with the class that has a dangerous potion. One thing that he is sure of is the fact that she belongs to the offensive class.

His companion however is contemplating while looking at his dead comrade on the ground. It is beyond weird that he still looks really stressed after the Foxtren's dead because Shervo and Lula do not look at it that way. 'Is Niva responsible for his friend's death?'

He looks at the two duo Lula and Shervo. They are practically coordinating at the same time playing along with each other. A hint of envy plagues his heart.

However, the thought of his revenge quickly covers the enviness.

He tries to chant the incantation in his heart. 'O mighty Scotus, Lord of the Night. Progenitor of Emptiness. Lend me your hand, a speck of your power.'

Suddenly something grasps his heart from the inside. The familiar icy touch makes him hard to breathe. Gradually, his short fur is standing, somewhat wanting to go away from his skin.

Krilo is slowly trying to adjust his breath. He is well aware that the previous feeling is the consequences of using a void's power.

He touches the marbled floor with his paw. A second later he can feel a fleck of sand under his paw. He then clenches his paw while still on top of the marbled floor. Suddenly Krilo grabbed a fistful amount of sand.

Surprised, Krilo looks at the marbled floor that he has touched. The floor is forming a dredge where he was clenching his fist at. It still has the sturdiness underneath the dredge.

He tries it in another inconspicuous spot. The result is still the same. Wherever he tries to penetrate a surface with his paw, the surface instantly loses its bond and is scattered. Turning it into sand or dirt.

'This power might be the key to our way out.' thinks Krilo. 'But what happens when I use it on a living creature?'

He is discouraged to do the second option because he still needs more time adjusting with his powers. Krilo still needs the group to navigate in the strange outside world.

'How do I present the solution? Seeing that they have tested the sturdiness of the floor and how weak I am in their eyes.' Krilo thinks hard to avoid the pitfall with his next interaction.

Firstly, he prepares an inconspicuous spot in a corner of the room with his [Absorb!]. A spot where he can logically dig through. Vows that there is a weak spot in the dungeon structure. Then proceed to dig with his skill.

This plan must not fail or else the group will grow suspicious.

He proceeds to disintegrate a corner near him, when attention of the room still scatters. Krilo then starts digging to find the extent of the marbled floor. To his surprise, not an inch digging. He hits the loose soil.

'Perfect!'

Krilo takes a deep breath. The worst part is to explain his findings if one of them asks.

"Guys, I found something on the corner!" shouts Krilo.

The group gathers around Krilo.

The yellow compfreund then touches the sand manipulated tile. He dips his paw inside the sand disguised as a tile.

"Since when does this happen?" asks Niva curious as he dips his hand in the sand.

"Can it be? that this room is going to fall apart with us inside?" mumbles Lula as she too touches the sand with her hand.

"Yeah maybe, that is the case," replies Krilo, glad that someone supports his statement even though he knows that Lula would not understand the word he says.

"We can proceed if we dig underneath. Look!" Niva hands them the brown soil underneath the layer of sand.

Krilo then walks to Shervo. Wanting to ask her a favor. "Can you dig it down ma'am?"

Shervo then laughs. "Of course dear. You go rest with our companion. Digging is also my specialty."

It is not without a string attached. Krilo is just too lazy to do hard labor such as this.